——— - th m— y= son e— SYNOPSIS. ——— Comte de S8abron, captain of takes to his quarters to raise as Irish terrier pup. Piteh oune. He dines with d'Esclignae and meots Julia Redmond, I ie heiress, who gings for him an Eaglish ballad that Bagers in his memory Sabron is ordered to Algiers, but allows - to take Bervanis or dogs : R 1d off take care of the do 4 absence, but Pitchoune master, runs away from quise plans to marry Julia Tremont. Unknown to Sabron, follows him to Algiers. Dog meet and Babron gets perm he war minster to keep his dog Julia writes him that Pitchoune away from her. He writes Julian of Pit choune The Dué d Tre nont finds the American heiress c apri CHAPTER Xlii—Continued. Julia,” Le cavalry, hand a Bames if Marquise ¥Frenon and {he motherle “his master's wesick for his The MM: he Dh Piteh gion with him “My dear said to the beautiful girl, look fer lorgnon; “1 don’t understand you Every one of your family has married a title. We have not thought that we could do better with our money than build up fortunes already than in preserving noble races and woble names. There has never been a divorce in our family. I am a mar quise, your cousin is a countess, your aunt is one of the peeresses of Eng- land, and as for you, my dear Miss Redmond standing by the plano. She had lifted the cover and was about to sit down to play. She smiled slightly at her aunt, and seemed in the moment to be the older “There titles, tante: do you value the “The highest!” out hesitation, “and mont is undoubtedly one famous partis in Europe.” “He will then find no marrying,” said the young girl, I do not wish to marry a man I do not fove.” She sat down at the piano and her hands touched the keys. Her aunt, who was doing some dainty whose fingers creating silken flowers and whose mind was busy with fancies and ambitions very like the work she created, shrugged her shoul she ow was are titles and ma most said her aunt with- the Duc de Tre of the most difficulty in were hat seems to be, only tune “It's a pretty * she sald keenly, you know, Julia.” song, ma tante.” it the first nigt abron came The gang dinner.” } among the chords And never a day passes that other you do not pl “It has become a !]ma tants “Sabron,” fine nothing over, a one." Julia Redmond played the song soft iy through The old butler came in with the eve ning mail papers. The Mar quise d'Esclign with her embroid ery scissors, a Temps from Paris and pegan to read with her usual tnterest. She approached the little lamp on the table near her, unfolded the paper and looked over at her niece, and after a few moments said with a slightly softened voice “Julia!” Miss Redmond stonped playing. “Julia!” The girl rose from the piano stool and stood with hand on the instrument. “My dear Julia!” Madame d'Escli- gnac spread Le Temps out and put her band on it. "As I sald to you, my child, the life of a soldier is a pre carious one.” “Ma tante,” breathed Miss Redmond from where she stood. “Tell me what the news is from Africa. [I think 1 know what you mean.” She could not trust herself to walk across the floor, for Julia Redmond in that moment of suspense found the room swimming “There has been an engagement.” said the marquise gently, for in spite of her ambitions she loved her niece. “There has been an engagement, Julia, at Dirbal” She lifted the newspaper and held it before her face and read: girl « gince sometime or ay it through” gort of oraison, the marquise, my child, but r's pay. More is a precarious sald ng man, but his office soldier's life and the Le There has been some hard fighting In the desert, around about Dirbal. The troops commanded by Captain de Sabron were routed by the natives at noon on Thursday They did not rally and were forced (+ retreat There was a great loss of life among the natives and seve eral of the regiment were also killed. There has been no late or authenic news from Dirbal, but the last dispaiches give the department of wad to understand that Babron himself is among the missing. The Marquise d'Esclignac slowly put down the paper, and rose quickly. She went to the young girl's side and put her arm around her. Miss Redmond covered her face with her hands: “Ma tante, ma tante!” she mur. mured. “My dear Julia,” sald the old lady, “there is nothing more uncertain than newspaper reports, especially those that come from the African seat of war. 8it down here, my child.” The two women sat together on the long piano stool. The marquise sald: “1 followed the fortunes, my dear, of my husband's cousin through the engagement in Tonkin. | know a little what it was” The girl was immov- able. Her aunt felt her rigid by her gide. “1 told you,” murmured, “that a soldier's life was a precarious she Miss Redmond threw all dis- guise, “Ma away in a hard must have him! He sald You I love taste,” she “I love him! known it and seen it is becoming my life.” As the marquise looked at the girl's and saw her trembling lips and renounced her am- bitions for Julia Redmond Bhe re- nounced them with a sigh, but she and more than a true woman. She remained for a moment {in holding Julia’ hands, She had followed the campaign of husband's cousin, a young man with an insignificant title whom she had not married. In this moment she relived again the arrival of the ning papers; the dispatches, her hus- news of his cousin, As kissed Julia's cheeks a moisture passed over her own eyes, which for many yeas had shed no tears “Courage, my dear,” she implored “We will telegraph at once to the minister of war for news.” The girl was gilenec, eve drew a convulsive and turned, and leaning both elbows on the plano keys-——perhaps in the very notes whose music in the little song had charmed Sabron-—she burst into tears. The marquise rose and send a man with a dispatch to Tarascon. CHAPTER Xi. One Dog's Day. must be a real philosophy in “Every dog has his day” is a significant one. It surely was for He had his day. It was a glorious one, a terrible one, a memor- one, and he played his little part in it. He awoke at the gray dawn, springing like a flash from the There asleep, in and Sabron sprang up af Pitchoun * him e in 2a few moments was In center of real disorder. All he know was that he followed his master Foot, all day long. The dog's knowledge did not comprehend the fact that not only had the native village, of which his master spoke in hia letter to Miss Red mond, been destroyed, but that Sab ron's regiment itself was menaced by a concerted and concentrated attack from an entire tribe, led by a fanatic as hotminded and as flerce as the Mabdl of Sudanese history. Pitchoune followed at the heels of his master's horse. No one paid any attention to him. Heaven knows why he was not trampled to death, but he was not. No one trod on him; no horse's hoof hit his little wiry form that managed in the midst of carnage and death to keep itself secure and his hide whole. He smelt the gunpowder, he emelt the smoke, sniffed at it, threw up his pretty head and barked, puffed and panted, yelped and tore about and followed. He was not con- scious of anything but that Babron was in motion; that Sabron, kis be loved master, was in action of some kind or other and he, a soldier's dog, was in action, too. He howled at flerce dark faces, when he saw them. He snarled at the bullets that whis. tied around his ears and, laying his little ears back, he shook his black muzzle in the very grin of death. Sabron’s horse was shot under bim, and then Pitchoune saw his master. sprang upon him, and his feelings were not hurt that no attention was paid him, that not even his name was called, and as Sabron struggled on, Pitchoune followed It was his day; he was fighting the natives; he was part of a battle; he was a goldier's dog! [Little by little the creatures and things around him grew fewer, the smoke cleared and rolled away, there were a few feet of freedom around him in which he stood and pps —— - - barked; then he was off again close to his master's heels and not too soon He did not know the blow that struck Sabron, but he saw him fall, and then and there came into his canine heart some knowledge of the importance of his day. He had raced himself weary. Every bone in his little body ached with fatigue. Sabron lay his length op the bed of a dried-up river, one of those phantom. like channels of a desert stream whose course runs watery only certain times of the year. Sabron, wounded in the abdomen, lay on his side. Pitchoune smelled him from head to foot, ad- dressed himself to his restoration’ in his own way. He licked his fare and hands and ears, sat sentinel at the be- loved head where the forehead was covered with sweat and blood. He barked feverishly and to his attentive ears there came no answer whatso- ever, either from the wounded man in the bed of the African river or from the silent plains deserted. He had fallen and his regiment had been driven the little dog. that life re body, set him ws) ¢ Awaken a Sabron was and not been missed routed by the Arabs, into retreat Finally who knew by instinct mained in his master's work vigorously to life He attacked Babrou's as though it were a prey. he worried him, barked in his ear, struck him lightly with his paw, and finally, awakening to dreadful pain, to fever and to isolation, awakening perhape to the battle for life, to the attentions of his frie the spahi opened his eyes Sabron's body was vigorous, and his mind film over it just now He raised him self with great effort, and in a moment realized where he was and that to there wae a horriple death. On of the rose an inclined bank, not very high and thickly grown with mimosa bush. This beyond it and probably ould be gl} from cadful glare beat self at sign of shoulder nd, nd was serious, but his trong and healthy, There was a wou more so river eli Mear that easy reach, there the intense and dr ing upon him, with de every ray. He groaned ; voice answered him Sabron paid no attention to his dog, did not even his name. His mind, ymed down ath acensic consideration of life, Instantly took Heo must got there, rot before him to an undertaking that neonscious of tho He could not stand, hiy ralse himself; proper conrse river bed or die What there w Was so st 1pendous t made him pain fo his loins not thoroug there as almost t could crawl, down ing at every move, he did so, and the sun him. Pitchoune whining, talking to him, and the spahl, bright gray uniform ripped alone in the desert, him and death dragged, hit to the bank, che beat upon him ashen pale, band hed along out of ored above off every river &en For a drop of water he wi given—ch, what had he to give? a little shade he have given he had had been is duty in this engagement bring him glory, or The work wwimant He doing his would to give given to bh which could never distinction or any of a spahi renown with a native rv not a very glorious affair simply an officer fell daily work Pitchoune barked him: “Courage!” “1 shall die here mimosa,” Sabron hardly had stretigth to grasp the which he the bank him, Sabron did not know how tired and thirsty and exhausted his brave little companion was, or that perhaps in that heroic little body there was as much of a soldier's soul as in his own human form The sun was so hot that it seemed y sing in the bushes. Its torrid fever struck on his brown, struck oun his chest; why did it not kill him? He was not even delirious, and yet the bushes sang dry and crackling. What was their melody? He knew it. Just one melody haunted him always, and now he knew the words: they were a prayer for safety (TO BE CONTINUED, who and cried out at the foot of thought: and the courags first bushes by meant to pull himself up on hands Civilization's Peril. America is closer to the heart of Europe than at apy time since Eng. land's colonies became independent states. To the most isolated farm- house it has been known for a half year that we are not remote from the por tentous events beyond the sea: that the fate of our brothers over there, in some way which we do not well discern, involves us also We are, whether we like it or not, full share holders in the civilization which fs im. periled. Our commerce and industry, our prosperity and well-being, our cuk ture and religion, the foundations of our common humanity, and the ideals of our common aspirations, are all at stake.~Edward T. Devine in the Sur vey. Child Research Work. Miss Elizabeth Moore of 8t. Louis. who is a member of the children's bu. reau department of the government, has returned to Saginaw, Mich, to continue her Investigations in regard to the women of the lumber camps and health of the children Miss Julia Lathrop, head of the children’s bureau, ordered Miss Moore to Indianapolis shortly after the holidays to assist in making preparations for child welfare exhibition to be given in that city. Miss Moore was there ten days before returning to her regular work FIRST TRANSATLANTIC VICTIM. The C w a Lusitania sunk of Oil 1h milea south unard Liner aodoed coast of Ireland of Kinsale The ves aud fer Lorp onsiderable both sides of the Washi igton hor The Lusils valued t $754 a large quantity at abou Her mar ds of on pO $64 the ¢ Fros sur Prob: Can places the total Lusitania at 645 bodie not heap persons JCONELOWN, the 1 Div The «nt have not list ports, dead.” ther passeng well-k1 not beer OW nD bodies have F i186 COnBegUe perished of A the theatrical produce: 4 bi body Charles From New York has bees recovered ar Queanstown The filled with the survivors and i reco at nelown are vered [o * BEA Bodies Of Women and Children Brought In Of the dead many Ww Omi stories from. Queenstown describe bringing in of the bodis A great number of women, many of them still unidentified. The Queenstown are the temporary resting places also of the of several children. One dead mo clasping in her rigid arms the body of her J-month old baby When the Lusitania left New York May 1, she had on board 1.901 souls, 1.261 passengers and crew. The passengers were mude up of 281 in the first cabin, 599 in the second and 361 in steerage. The list of survivors shows =o far that about $0 first-class and 70 second-class passengers were saved. The first cabin passengers were at lunch when the unheralded German attack sent the liner to tue bottom. It is noticeable that com paratively few first-class passengers were saved. Judging from the reclials of sur vivors there was comparatively little panic on board the Lusitania when she went down. Nor is there anything to show that the rule of the sea favoring women and children in the work of rescue was violated. Many of the liner's lifeboats were rendered useless by the fact that she listed zo sharply that they could not be used. Did Not Think She Could Sink. Many of the passengers did not be lieve the Lusitania would sink as quickly as she did. Consequently they did not join in the rush for the life. boats, but evidently preferred to trust in their belief that the watertight compartments of the vessel would are of docks bodies sther still is 650 tae came out from the Irish shore less than 10 miles away. It is related t at gome of the passengers even disdained to put on life belts when these were handed to them, Either two or three torpedoes struck the Lusitania. One report says the others striking in quick succession. Another report has it that two sub marines took part in the onslaught, attacking * from the he Brit Wilh from the port tarboard side and th Apnouncoement statement apapera tuat ad is he in JGATLAN IA aPDOeRT Lhe i wholly false,’ iE Given No Warning Ww gleam Head’ | volume the openi ted. already were drop; gpeedily » had been were appalled ck A wireless « and immediately nd i were sent Zhbor PON Le d Queenstown utes, as one srtainly within ania had dis sur NEWS STARTLES WILSON. Any American Lives Were Lost, His tary Bryan Awaits Facts. First Concern-—Secre- ton Destruction of the tania, with the loss lives, ah ials of the Slates nt and spread national known how were Ameri that Lhe ounfronted the the Any cked offic United povernme profound grief ia the Was not of those lost capital Ww wa general géituation rovernmem sinoe ont Europe i'nited held for the Stat A108 loss of of ’ 4 seren irrespective ard bell wien attacked on the Whit lent Wilson until ad the dispat The Pr 1 and shits GERMANY GAVE TIMELY WARNING Advertisement That Showed They Mad This Would Be the Lusi tania’s Last Vovage. Planned New York just prior rng of the Lusitar to the gail ia the German Em hagsy ed persons against go ing abroad, because of the dangers from submarines, and the following advertisement was Inserted in Amend can pewspapers had warn NOTICE. *Travelers intending to embark on te Atlantic voyage are re minded that a state of war exists between Germany and her allies and Great Britain and ber allies; that the zone of war includes the waters adjacent to the British Isles; that in accordance with formal notice given by the Ime perial German government ves. sels flying the flag of Great Britain or any of her allies are liable to destruction in those waters, and that travelers salling in the war gone on sips of Great Britain or her allies do so at their own risk. (Signed) “IMPERIAL GEREMAN EMBASSY.” The big Cunard greyhound was eom- manded by Capt. W. T. Turner, of the British Royal Navy reserve, with Capt. J. C. Anderson acting as his staff officer. 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